Blameless: That's our boys. I like that Justin got to experience dry humping, he sort of missed out on those types of teenage shenanigans!
Principles: Interesting this...
~Principles~
Justin wonders what it would be like if Brian just woke up one day and stopped tricking. He imagines it often in his head, playing out the scene in a hundred different ways, trying to decide which one is the most favorable and what his reaction would be.
What really happens is that Justin is the one who stops tricking, and it takes Brian nine days to notice.
When he does, his voice is accusatory.
“You didn’t let the new guy blow you. The one with the killer stomach.” His eyes are narrowed on Justin while Justin wonders if three oranges will be enough for two glasses of juice.
“Huh? Oh. No, I know. Wasn’t in the mood, I guess.”
“You’re always in the mood.”
Justin just shrugs and thinks he better let Brian have the juice.
* * *
Brian comes home late from negotiations with the company he is freelancing for and stops short in the doorway. Justin is sitting at his computer wearing sweats and a t-shirt.
“You’re not dressed,” Brian says.
“I’m not going out,” Justin says, like that explains everything.
Brian slams the door behind him. “The fuck does that mean.”
“Why is that hard to understand?”
“Oh, don’t do that. Don’t get all righteous and lofty.”
Justin blinks slowly and turns back to his computer with a shake of his head. “Okay,” he says in a tone that Brian interprets as his ‘don’t upset the crazy man’ voice.
“I’m going out,” Brian says loudly.
“I figured,” Justin answers, and adjusts the blue of his picture from cerulean to indigo.
Brian discovers he really doesn’t have anything else to say. He changes out of his suit into his jeans and when he leaves, Justin is muttering to himself over his artwork.